Hotel Pleasure
Ande Diqiu © 2006

It was a long flight and Ande was exhausted. He slung the heavy black duffle bag over His left shoulder, took the keys from the hotel clerk and headed towards the elevator. He entered the musky smelling box when it arrived, the soft music strumming in His ears made His stomach turn. His lean frame stood at a stalking stance, arms crossed over His chest as He awaited for the elevator to reach the fifth floor. When the elevator came to a jittering halt, the doors slid open and He stepped out onto the bright red carpet. Flowery wallpaper caressed the walls of the long corridor, seemingly to be almost Victorian lamps graced the corridor with dim lights, the silence was a welcome to Him. He was thinking of the clerk downstairs as He sauntered down the corridor. Her vest was a bit snug accentuating her full firm breasts, her jaded eyes looked demurely at Him, He smiled warmly at the thought as He inserted the key to room 513. He had asked the lovely girl if He could be put on a floor where He would be the only occupant explaining how exhausted He was and wanted the blissful sound of silence. She said, "That wouldn’t be a problem, Sir." Her voice was soft almost angelic like, her slender hand slid the room key to Him as she smiled sincerely at Him. He wondered how her flesh would feel beneath His fingertips, how her body would respond to His dark desires. Grinning He entered the warmth of His room, jerking His head back at the brightly lighted room, glaring. He began to walk about the room turning off the lights wondering how anyone could be in such brightness when the darkness was much more sensual. He left one light on over the double mirrored dresser, the dresser faced the king size bed, in the right corner of the room was a high back chair and a small rounded table next to it. He let the heavy duffle bag slide off His shoulder onto the floor as He approached the wide glass doors, thrusting the heavy curtains aside letting the moons hue cast a devious glow over His form as He looked out into the dark horizon. A figured moved behind Him in the reflection of the shiny glass, with swiftness He turned around, rustling of His leathered trench coat brushing against His black jeans. She gasped, "Sorry Sir, Your room is almost finished." He stared at the beauty before Him then spoke, His voice deep and rough, "Finish." Before she could respond He turned around again facing the dark horizon. He didn’t notice the cleaning cart outside His room, His thoughts lost with the blonde clerk. She whispered, "Yes, Sir." He watched her reflection move about the dim lit room. She had long toned legs beneath her sheer stockings, the tight fitting black and white maids outfit justified her shapely curves. He noted her full hips seductively twitching as she moved, her raven hair pinned up neatly beneath the thin cap, her firm breasts straining against the flimsy material aching to be free of their confinement. He licked His lips in an animalistic hunger. She approached Him with caution, "Sir," she whispered softly, "Your room is finished for Your enjoyment." Indeed, He thought as He turned to face her. His eyes seemed to sear her flesh as He scanned over her chocolate skin. She trembled slightly before Him, she couldn’t tell what His eyes held behind His dark sunglasses. He smiled at her, her dark lashes fluttered against her high cheek bones, her eyes even darker showed a hint of fear. He chuckled heartedly, "Relax, girl." He stepped closer to her, His nostrils flared as He inhaled her scent, a lovely beast His mind roared. His shoulder brushed hers knocking her back a step as He moved from her. She smiled timidly, thoughts of going home and relaxing in a tub of hot soothing water filled her thoughts as His room was the last on her list for the night. She just wanted to vanish from the hotel, no one would notice she was gone. Her feet were aching, she wanted to free them of the dreadful heels she wore. She watched Him pick up His duffle bag and move to the small table. He had an eerie grace about Him, something intrigued her. She couldn’t figure it out why such a dark figure would captivate her. He set the duffle bag upon the table, it made a clinking sound. She wondered what was in there to make such a sound. He turned to her and spoke, "Are you waiting for a tip, little one, or is there something else you desire?" She stood there frozen in time, she reached up unknowingly and fumbled with a loose fallen strand of hair. "No, Sir," she finally replied. "Then you are free to go," He said with a sneer. He turned back around to His bag, unzipped it slowly, the teeth scrapping across made an eerie sound. She tried to move, her feet seemed to be nailed where she stood, why couldn’t she move her mind screamed. What force was keeping her here? He laughed, not turning to face her this time He said, "Seems you desire something more, perhaps Me." Her coral lips moved but the words wouldn’t form and escape her thoughts. He rose from His slightly bent stance into a full veck, His dark form approached her. He removed His leather trench coat, His biceps flexed its muscular tone. He tossed the coat into the high back chair. He reached up and removed her maid’s cap, her hair falling down around her shoulders highlighting her delicate features. Again, she tried to speak but the words were held prisoner in her throat. He caressed her cheek with the back of His hand, her skin indeed was soft beneath His stroke. She just stood there as her mind raced, her heart began to beat an erratic thump in her chest as He turned to His bag and removed a long binding rope. "Do you know what this is for?" He said as He approached her. Her head nodded back and forth. "This is for bad little girls who do not answer when spoken to," He replied to her nodding. He stepped closer to her, and to her surprise she took a step back. With each step He took she stepped back until she bumped into the king size bed and fell sitting on it. He commanded deeply, "Lie on the bed, head to the foot on your stomach, arm outwards and spread your legs wide and don’t you dare fucking move, understand, girl?" Again, she just nodded in compliance to His words. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, thrusting her head back, He leaned close to her, His breath warm on her flesh as He spoke. "You will answer me when I speak to you. If you do not answer in a timely manner your punishment will be severe. Do I make Myself clear," He growled. "Yes, Sir," she managed to force out. His hand still gripped tightly in her hair and with the fluid twist of His wrist He pushed her face down at the foot of the bed. He snarled, "You will answer with a ‘yes, Master’, girl." She stuttered, "Yes, Master." He smiled, "Good girl," as He let go of her hair. Her body quivered, she didn’t know if it was from fright or His control over her. She laid upon her stomach, stretched her arms out to the corners of the bed and spread her thighs wide. He took the rope and made a small noose and slipped it over her slender left wrist, He brought it down and around the leg of the bed frame, pulling it tight as He brought it over to her right wrist. He made another small noose and slipped it over her right wrist then pulled it tight and secured it to the bed frame. Stepping over to His bag He removed two ropes made of the same binding equal in length but shorter then the first one. He removed her heels from her tiny feet and slipped the noose around her ankles, securing them tightly to the bed frame. She tried to move but the restraints held her in the position. He stepped back over to His bag, she turned her head to watch Him. First He removed a knife, it gleamed in the dim light of the room. Her eyes widened, the blade had to be five inches long, it had small jagged teeth along the bottom, the handle looked to be made of silver carved beautifully. Then He removed what appeared to be some type of whip, it was a single strap, wide in width and laid it upon the table next to the knife. He proceed to dig in His bag removing another whip of multiple strands, each a different size in width. She gasped as He removed a taser device, flicking it on briefly, a blue hue soared thru the U shape. Smiling He turned it off and laid it upon the table. He removed something from His bag but she couldn’t tell what it was. He turned and approached her, held in His hands was a ball gag as He thrust it into her mouth securing it behind her head. A small groan resonated from deep within her throat. He returned to His bag and removed several candles of different heights and placed them upon the dresser, six in all, and placed three on each side of the mirror. He set them blaze and turned off the light and removed His sunglasses. His dark eyes adjusting to the flickering light that now illuminated the room. He returned to the table and picked up the knife, her eyes widened with fear as He approached her. She could feel the slight pressure of the tip of the blade slide across her left shoulder, the flimsy material melting beneath the blade. She watched Him move in the mirror she faced as He slid the blade across her right shoulder, then down her spine and over her rounded ass. Her maid’s outfit slithering down her curves as the sharp blade separated it from her flesh. He gripped the material and yanked it from her, the cool air enveloping her heated flesh sent shivers through her body. He told her to keep her head up so that He may watch the terror mask her face, then the pleasure that soon would engulf her. Obediently she kept her head up and in a barely audible whisper replied, "Yes, Master." Her mind swirled, what was happening to her, why was she obeying Him so much without a fight? She laid there confused only in her black bra, matching thong and stockings. She quivered as the cool blade touched lightly to her skin as He cut the shoulder straps of her bra. Her eyes fluttered closed briefly as the back of the blade ran down her back then with a snap of the blade it cut through the clasp of her bra, shedding it from her. The blade proceed to trail down to the small of her back then traveled over her ass cheeks as it ripped through her thong. He ran the blade down her thighs and over her heart shaped calves as the sheer stockings caved away from her legs. She laid there now exposed to Him, fully. He took the knife and thrust it into the bed, the jagged edge brushing against her pussy. "If you move," He said, "the blade will remind you to be very still, do you understand girl?" Her eyes swelled with tears as she nodded slowly in reply to His words. He glared at her and reached behind Him picking up the single stranded whip. "I didn’t hear you, girl." He raised the whip high above Him then bringing it down to kiss her ass. "Yes, Master," she squealed as a sharp pain sang through her body, jerking slightly to the force, the blade telling her ‘I’m here’. Whimpering as the blade caressed her pussy slightly, a tear streamed down her flushed cheeks. "Good girl," He said with a smile. Teasingly, He trailed the whip up her bare back, the hard leather caressing her, then He raised it high. She could hear it cut through the air as He brought it down against her flesh. It kissed her hard, a crimson tint forming on her skin from the blow. She gripped the rope trying to brace herself, her knuckles turning white in a frenzy. Her body still jolted, the blade caressing her once again, letting out a whimper, her face contorted in fear. He reached between her thighs and removed the blade. He ran the smooth part of the blade between her slit, the coolness brushing against her clit then moving upwards between her firm ass cheeks, along the small of her back and up her spine. With His right hand He moved it between her legs, His fingertips brushing against her smooth pussy lips. "Someone seems to be enjoying herself," He chuckled as His fingers caressed her moisture. "Yes, Master," she replied quickly, knowing her punishment would be more severe. He returned the blade back between her thighs as she let out a soft whimper. He laid the whip down upon the table and moved over to the dresser. He picked up one of the candles, the embers of yellow and gold dancing across His face, seemingly to transform an evil glow to His face. He approached her, tilting the candle above her spine as the hot wax seared her flesh. She groaned and bit into her bottom lip. She shuddered as the droplets graced down her spine. She could feel her body responding to the newly found sensation, her nipples blossomed and her clit began to swell. What is happening to me, her mind screamed. The hot liquid fell over her ass then down to her moistened pussy lips. She muffled a scream as a hot droplet touched her swollen clit, her flesh rippling like crashing waves forcing the blade to brush against her. No! her mind swirled, this isn’t happening to me. I’m a strong independent woman, I’m in control but her body was screaming ’yes’. Her pussy was tingling with excitement, no longer was she in control. He now had control of her body and mind. She whimpered softly as her body and mind began to succumb to Him. This new feeling was something she couldn’t fight nor did she wish to. Her body began to relax as the pleasure seeped through her. He moved back over to the dresser and returned the candle. He then began to undress Himself before her, revealing His strong naked form. He approached her and removed the gag from her mouth and laid it upon the dresser behind Him. He gripped His hard cock in His right hand, brushing the soft swollen head over her full lips. Her greedy tongue slithered out and swirled around the mushroom shaped cap. He grasped a fistful of her hair yanking her head back. He growled, "Did I say you could move girl?" She whimpered, "No, Master." He twisted at His waist as He reached behind Him picking up the knife. Her eyes widened in fear. With a fluid movement of His right hand He cut the rope in the middle. He released His grip of her hair and moved to the top of the bed, cutting her legs free. He grabbed her roughly by the nape of her neck, yanking her from the bed and thrust her in the high back chair. The ropes dangling from her wrists, He moved behind her, securing her wrists tightly behind the chair. He bent over and secured each of her legs to the chair. He reached in His bag and removed some nipple clamps and let them bite into her perky nipples. She let out a squeal as the clamps bit into her tenderness sending a rack of pleasurable pain to rape her flesh. He picked up the taser device and turned it on, the blue hues soaring thru the U shape. He touched it to the nipple clamps, she screamed as the pain violently shook her body. Again, He touched her, her eyes fluttered as she jolted with this new pain. Her body taking on a light sheen of sweat glistening in the flickering light, casting her flesh and pussy in a shroud of diamonds. This time He lowered the taser between her thighs and pressed it against her wet pussy lips. She shuddered uncontrollably as her body raged like a volcano bringing her to near eruption. He grasps her hair thrusting her head back as His lips rape hers roughly. Releasing her He then removed the nipple clamps. Her nipples burning from the once pressure as they stand erect. He picks up the multi strand whip firmly in His hand, His fingers brushing against the leather fibers. He raises it high then brings it down across her burning breasts sending her body to jerk. The silence broken with echoing moans of pleasure from her lips. He brings the whip down again across her taut belly. She whimpers to the leathers kiss of her flesh. Repeatedly the whip finds its mark and soon her body is decorated in crimson streaks. She tries to hold onto the yielding of her body screaming to release her hot fluids as her flesh burns with pleasure. He unties her from the chair, her body flushed as she tries to stand, legs weak unable to support her, He thrusts her to the floor. He spreads her legs wide as He moves His body behind her. His hard cock brushing against her wet pussy, He grips her hips and forces His cock deep inside her. She moans as her lips are pushed apart from His invading thickness. His fingers dig into her tender flesh as He pounds her pussy with powerful blows, sending a sharp pain to crash through her body. He grunts low within His throat as He takes her for His pleasure. Her pussy muscles grasp tightly around His hardness as she tries to devour Him. She cries out in ecstasy as her body shudders violently. He grips deeper to her flesh as His back arches, His hot seed filling her as He claims her body and mind. She jerks her body, groaning to the tenderness of her aching flesh. The sun’s warm kiss eluding the room. Frantically she looks about. The fresh crisp sheets harboring her curves as she sits up on the bed, grasping the sheets to her body. The black duffle bag is gone and an envelope replaces where it once sat. She gets up, wrapping the sheet about her as she moves to the small table. Scribbled on the envelope reads "A tip for your services."